—Alec—
My convoy rolled through the wrought-iron gates of Green Oak Mansion just as the evening sun dipped below the trees.
“There he is, the incredible billionaire of North America!” Kyu-hun clapped as I stepped out of the car. He was lounging on one of the leather recliners in a sage green linen shirt and black jogger trousers, his legs crossed lazily on the footrest.
I joined him on the terrace and sank into the next recliner. “What's up, Kyu-hun?”
“I should be asking you. How was the meeting?”
I dragged a breath and nodded. “It was great.”
“And Mabel?”
I looked at him, a faint smile tugging at my lips. “She was radiant. I'd never seen emerald green look that beautiful on anyone.”
Kyu-hun lifted his brows. “It seems our billionaire was smitten all over again today.”
“Honestly,
